Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Am I dreaming?

Half asleep and half awake, Wu Xie was in a trance as he watched the clips flashing before his eyes.

Like an inserted movie, frame by frame flashed by, and he seemed to see his own figure in it, and also saw the pain and loneliness of the little bottle after he disappeared.

He has seen his little brother's life at a glance, and he has probably grown up with him...

Wu Xie woke up crying.

For a person in his forties, it is embarrassing to think about it when he wakes up crying.

Wu Xie sat up and looked around blankly, not knowing where he was.

He looked down at his translucent self.

The soul is getting weaker and weaker...

I don’t know how long I can stay with my little brother this time.

Wu Xie looked sad.

Attracted by the movement coming from above, he looked up.

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"Mute Zhang, the old man said that you will be responsible for the problem this time!"

The man stretched out five fingers and shook them.

That look,

It seems like the old man can give you so much, and he is willing to reward you. You should be grateful...

Zhang Qiling was noncommittal.

The money was just a string of numbers transferred to his bank card. Over the years, he had lost count of how many bank cards he had lost.

"gone,"

Zhang Qiling nodded to him, tied the rope to his slender waist, and slid down on the soft soil.

This tomb was not difficult for him, and he easily got rid of the rice dumplings in the tomb.

that is......

Zhang Qiling had calm eyes and touched the back of his neck with his black-gloved palm.

Why is the wind in this tomb so strong?

Is there a more powerful character lurking here?

Zhang Qiling straightened his thoughts and walked towards the main tomb chamber.

Wu Xie followed him around.

Even though he knew that the little brother couldn't hear him, his talkative nature still made him ramble on.

"Brother! You will soon see me who belongs to this era. Are you happy or excited?"

"Brother, what are you looking for? I'll help you. It's been a few years now, and you're still as handsome as before."

Wu Xie was really a very out-of-the-box thinker. He ran in front of the little brother over and over again, blocking his way, smiling as he watched the little brother come over, and then passed through his body expressionlessly.

Repeating this mechanical action over and over again, it seems that I find pleasure in it.

"Brother! You've lost a lot of weight. Did you not eat well? You see, you don't even know how to take good care of yourself when I'm not around. How can I feel relieved?"

"What a worry-free fool!"

Zhang Qiling carefully inspected the main tomb chamber to see if there were any hidden mechanisms.

Nothing at all,

It was as if the sinister wind was his own illusion.

Zhang Qiling's dark pupils looked emotionlessly at Chen Heng's huge coffin in the middle of the tomb.

Pushing open the coffin board covering it, he quickly and firmly grasped the throat of the "person" in the coffin with his long two fingers.

"Click——"

With a crisp sound, the person who could no longer die was pulled out and whipped to death a hundred years later, and his good neck was broken again.

"..."

The little brother silently retracted his hand and looked at the corpse that seemed to have no intention of getting up...

How could this be?

In such a place where Yin Qi gathers, there is no corpse transformation?

Wu Xie grinned when he saw him on the side: "Brother, do you still like to play with corpse whipping?"

He took out the almost corrupted ancient books in the coffin and put them into his backpack.

Zhang Qiling then gently straightened his crooked skull and recited a rebirth mantra in his heart.

Then he put the coffin board back.

(Well...our little bottle didn't do it on purpose. It was actually the evil wind that Wu Xie pestered him that was too strong, which made him misunderstand (?????????) La la la)

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Ever since Zhang Qiling came out of that tomb, he had always felt that something was entangled in him.

You often walk underground, what kind of metaphysical things have you never seen?

He didn't think it was a big deal when a little devil caught him.

that is......

A sunny morning.

Zhang Qiling sat up angrily and looked at the big bag standing out clearly under his quilt.

Could it be that he was haunted by a lewd ghost?

In the dream, he always felt like someone was touching him.

This is absolutely not possible...

As for why it didn't work, he couldn't tell. He just felt that he couldn't be sucked in by that sexy ghost anymore.

So I touched the mobile phone on the bedside, sat on the bedside with my upper body half naked, opened the few contacts, and slowly sent messages to people with one-finger meditation.

Ever since he met the little brother in the tomb, Wu Xie, the ghost, has been following the little brother openly and all the way here.

At this time, he was staring at the majestic Qilin on the little brother's chest.

Seeing him wake up, he immediately sent a message to someone.

Wu Xie, who felt a sense of adultery, narrowed his eyes dangerously.

She leaned on his shoulder and looked at the small screen of the old phone with him.

Wu Xie: "..."

After seeing clearly the content of the text message sent by the younger brother, Wu Xie let out a sharp explosion.

"Hahahahahaha! Gagaaaaaaaah..."

Wu Xie was about to laugh to death from this idiot.

He actually asked a blind man for a peach wood sword to ward off evil spirits?

He wouldn't think that the blind man was really a Taoist priest who could tell fortunes, would he?

"Quack quack hahaha..."

Fu Wu Xie laughed at him crazily.

Rolling on the ground laughing, something suddenly occurred to me.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

etc--

Exorcism?

To drive out what evil?

not......

Wu Xie stared, his pupils shaking violently.

Could it be that he was the evil one driving away?

It seems to be to support Wu Xie's conjecture.

Immediately afterwards,

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The PHS phone rang.

Zhang Qiling held the elderly phone that looked quite small in his hand, and carefully ran his long index finger over the buttons.

Seems to be thinking.

Which one do you press to answer the phone?

"beep--"

I accidentally pressed the button on the boy who refused: ...

His expression went blank for a moment.

he did not do it on purpose(? ? ?? )

"Pfft~ Hahahahahaha-" Wu Xie laughed and rolled on the little brother's bed.

So funny!

Zhang Qiling, who was blocking the killer in the tomb, was on the ground with a guilty look on his face because he accidentally hung up someone else's phone.

His expression solidified.

No one would believe it!

Wu Xie smiled and felt a little sad. He touched his little brother's head in the air and sighed: "My silly baby, haven't you met anyone willing to teach you in so many years?"

yes,

With my little brother's personality of keeping everything in his heart, even if he doesn't, he won't say it out loud.

The uneasiness deep in his heart does not allow him to have weaknesses...

He also never showed weakness to others.

simply,

The blind man had a certain understanding of Zhang Qiling and knew that he probably pressed the wrong button again.

Called again.

"Jingle Bell......"

Zhang Qiling's dull expression was awakened, and his eyes lit up a little.

This time he pressed correctly.

The call was successfully answered.